Lyrics

Porcelain Man
Words and Music by Chris Nolan, Copyright 2003

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He?s Porcelain Man, tossed about from hand to hand,
Porcelain Man, cannot wait to take his stand,
Porcelain Man, takes his place of pride again,
And looks for a soft place to land.

He goes on free as a bee; his joy is something to see,
Once when he stood fast; his dreams were all digest,
Stand back and watch his mystique.

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Splattered in happy reprieve; nothing seem to so touch me,
Melody likeness, serenity harnessed,
Never a charade I believed.

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Bridge

Takes the blame for where he stands,
In his eyes morality is all frayed,
Glamour goes ahead the beauty?s hand painted,
Covering distrust and the shame.

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